We were at a mall in Springfield Missouri several years ago.
My wife got sick and went to the restroom and I sat at a nearby table in the food court.
When she came out of the hallway from the restroom I got up and walked her out to the car in the parking lot.
As soon as we got to the car I realized that I had left my cell phone laying on that table in the food court so I told my wife that if I wasn’t back in ten minutes to call my phone.
There were six teenage boys sitting at that table when I went back in and I asked them if they had seen a phone that was left on the table.
“No” as I looked at each one of them. Starting with what looked like would be the biggest and what would be more of a leader.
“No If I had seen it I would tell you”
Same way down the line “ Me neither”
So I told them that my wife was going to call my phone and when she does I will know that it is my phone.
I had nearly given up on my wife’s call when all of a sudden I heard the ring tone - One of Marty Robbin’s gun fighter songs.
By this time these punks knew I meant business and one of them reached down and took his foot off of my phone and they passed it down the line to me.
I was so angry that I was lucky that I wasn’t thrown out of the mall for all of the names I yelled at these rotten little turds.
Yes! Even worse than that.
I just couldn’t imagine somebody not giving me back my phone after I told them that I walked my sick wife to the car.
I bought a phone case that clips on to my belt after that so there is little chance that I will ever leave it again.
My wife got sick and went to the restroom and I sat at a nearby table in the food court.
When she came out of the hallway from the restroom I got up and walked her out to the car in the parking lot.
As soon as we got to the car I realized that I had left my cell phone laying on that table in the food court so I told my wife that if I wasn’t back in ten minutes to call my phone.
There were six teenage boys sitting at that table when I went back in and I asked them if they had seen a phone that was left on the table.
“No” as I looked at each one of them. Starting with what looked like would be the biggest and what would be more of a leader.
“No If I had seen it I would tell you”
Same way down the line “ Me neither”
So I told them that my wife was going to call my phone and when she does I will know that it is my phone.
I had nearly given up on my wife’s call when all of a sudden I heard the ring tone - One of Marty Robbin’s gun fighter songs.
By this time these punks knew I meant business and one of them reached down and took his foot off of my phone and they passed it down the line to me.
I was so angry that I was lucky that I wasn’t thrown out of the mall for all of the names I yelled at these rotten little turds.
Yes! Even worse than that.
I just couldn’t imagine somebody not giving me back my phone after I told them that I walked my sick wife to the car.
I bought a phone case that clips on to my belt after that so there is little chance that I will ever leave it again.